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Rejoice in the Lord always

A friend held a dinner party this weekend and gave two guests a copy of my book, Whippoorwill Calls. After the meal reportedly they read poems aloud from the book. Thank you, Lord.

My friend had ordered four editions before Christmas and they arrived Saturday. Earlier in the day we met briefly so I could sign the copies. She was one of the individuals who had asked me if it would be possible to buy prints. While together I showed her my three-ring binder with 8×10 glossy prints of all 22 drawings. After her guests left, she sent me a text ordering prints, a 5×7 and an 8×10, of two figure studies.

The same local company that prepared the pre-press layout is creating the prints with a white border for matting and framing. Four laminated poster-size copies of drawings are being created to place on an easel at future book signings.

True both the paperback and hardcover editions are available online through Barnes & Noble and Amazon goo.gl/G0F2GG with an author site: goo.gl/h1pkVH, yet I have contacted a Memphis independent bookseller. In addition to carrying Whippoorwill Calls, I would also like to make the prints available through his retail store. A book signing before Valentine’s Day, with books and prints would top the chart.

In preparation, last week I ordered business cards and bookmarks….oh, and a mouse pad for blog posts and my next book already underway.

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2 thoughts on “Rejoice in the Lord always”

Congrats, g, on your successes! Build it and they will come…
I am currently in a small space with most of my stuff in storage, so can’t deal with prints at this time, but they are lovely. I would be thrilled if I could send you my copy of Whipoorwill Calls and have you sign it for me. Does that sound possible?

The story behind The Brahma and me

With my first toe-tip into the blogosphere in March 2010, I began writing about my critter crew and life on the farm—their shenanigans and my delight in sharing time and space with them, as well as my reflections and my spiritual journey.

Reared in the Seattle suburbs and more importantly having never set foot on a farm, I had passed the half century mark before adopting my first calf.

Sent by my publisher to shoot dairy farms during dairy month in 1998, I captured on film a farmer pulling a half Holstein-half Brahma from his mother’s womb. At 11 days, I adopted him. Named Sonny, he rode to his new home inside the largest wire dog crate I could find placed in the back of the Dodge Ram.

For the first year of his life Sonny’s companions were primarily All-American canines. The farm has grown to include three bovines, Sonny, Holly and Buff; two equines--a line-back dun filly named Bebe and a Palomino paint gelding named Jack; two canines Sam and Luke; and 10 felines. All are rescues except for the horses.